Sunday Morning Bed
For the Ukrainian family killed by Russian mortar on a bridge in Irpin
Their bodies, commas—
Crossing the sentence of war,
Curved toward each other,
As though the asphalt
Were a Sunday morning bed—
Daughter, son, mother, the man
We took for a father,
A volunteer of Mercy
Gathered among headlines.
Even the little dog’s mad barks
The exclamation a domestic note—
Among the mortar rounds,
And the man’s fading pulse
War’s antiphon, canticle of kin.
Provide feedback on this article
Maurice Timothy Reidy
The latest from america
We need a national eucharistic revival. However, after reviewing materials associated with the National Eucharistic Revival, I am not confident that it will accomplish what it sets out to do.
If there is one thing that pro-life and pro-choice advocates can agree upon, it’s that the cost of having a baby is significant and often a deterrent for mothers carrying their child to term.
Catholic social teaching has always acknowledged a role for government regulation of the economy. The economy is to promote the common good, not benefit owners and investors alone.
U.S. bishops: Medically changing person’s sex characteristics to those of opposite sex ‘not morally justified’
The bishops urged “particular care” be taken “to protect children and adolescents, who are still maturing and who are not capable of providing informed consent” for surgical procedures or treatments such as chemical puberty blockers.